The participation of two Peak Supreme God in the Arcane Council made the entire Adrian Federation's leadership understand the leader's unwavering will.
The Rune Grand Sage didn't say anything more. On one hand, he had enough respect for the Magic Pioneer; on the other hand, there was the matter of the Pioneer mentioning the Mother of the Stars.
This strongest being in the Astral Realm was clearly held up by something, or perhaps there was some other situation preventing him from leaving.
Perhaps due to certain reasons, the Magic Pioneer could not say it outright, but that was enough.
His gaze swept over the Rune Grand Sage, and the Magic Pioneer nodded slightly. "It seems everyone has no objections."
"In that case, let's unite our will. Once the operation begins, even if we disagree, we must cooperate fully. Otherwise, don't blame the Federation for its unforgiving rules."
The last sentence, spoken by the Magic Pioneer, carried a distinct chill, sending a shiver down the spines of everyone present, who quickly nodded in agreement.
They all understood that despite the kind appearance of this middle-aged man, they should never forget that he was also a spellcaster. The coldness and madness ingrained in his bones, once unleashed, would be absolutely terrifying.
Finally, I still need to explain why I invited Mystra and Angley to act together.
As the Pioneer spoke, his gaze fell upon Mystra.
The latter, being quite tactful, took the initiative to speak.
A magnetic female voice began to echo in the council chamber.
"There's no need for you to waste your breath, Pioneer. At this crucial moment, we'll skip the empty talk and focus on the most fundamental interests."
Self-interest is the thing that can most easily touch the soul.
Everyone present understood this.
Having lived to their age and experienced countless ups and downs, they certainly understand that in crucial moments, nothing is more reliable than a solid chain of interests, whether it's family, friendship, or anything else.
When the benefits are great enough, even the devil can be trusted.
When you share common interests, your allies are truly allies, not jerks who will turn the table and walk away at any moment.
Mystra's subsequent words, as she said, directly addressed fundamental interests and made no attempt to conceal anything.
"You should all know."
The Goddess of the Weave stood up, her slender figure swaying gracefully, exuding a breathtaking charm and captivating beauty that truly amazed everyone.
"The Weave is me, and I am the Weave. This means that as the Weave grows stronger, I will also grow stronger."
"The Mage faction among spellcasters will grow stronger as the Weave grows stronger; you should agree with that, right?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Mystra glanced at the Federation high-ranking officials sitting around the rectangular parliament table. They exchanged a glance and nodded slightly.
They certainly understood what the Goddess of the Weave meant, and they agreed with what she said.
The so-called "Mage faction" does not refer to Mage in a macro sense.
Rather, it refers to "Mage" in a narrower sense.
Specifically, it refers to Mage who rely on the Weave for empowerment and can only cast spells through the Weave.
They are the lowest-ranking and most numerous group of spellcasters.
The outside world's common perception of spellcasters mostly stems from the "Mage school."
However, although the number of "Mage" is large, they are rejected by many orthodox spellcasters because they are attached to the Weave and have deviated from the maxim that knowledge is power.
The title "Master of Laws" is also not applicable to the "Mage" group.
As a nation of spellcasters, the Adrian Federation possesses a large number of "Mage," who form the closest link between the Federation and the Goddess of the Weave Mystra.
When there is an urgent need for manpower, the Federation can quickly and massively train "Mage" through the Weave to achieve "mass production".
These are also in the common interest of the Federation and the Goddess of the Weave.
At this moment, the Goddess of the Weave, Mystra, recounted all of this, thus highlighting the close relationship between herself and the Adrian Federation.
This also demonstrates that the Goddess of the Weave and the Federation are an inseparable Community of interests; betraying the Federation is betraying herself.
Would I betray myself?
Impossible!!
This also demonstrates the sincerity of the Goddess of the Weave.
Finally, after all the build-up, the Goddess of the Weave got down to business.
With a wave of her hand, a seven-colored sand table appeared before her eyes, on which various energies and elemental flows crisscrossed, and within it emerged one elemental vein after another.
That is a scaled-down projection of the Elemental Dimension.
In Mystra's eyes, which were filled with Magical Energy, a flame of ambition seemed to rise.
She reached out her hand, making a grasping motion towards the Elemental Dimension sand table in front of her, as if she wanted to hold it in her palm.
"My Weave, though it's said to cover the entire multiverse, you should all know that's not true. There are many places the Weave simply can't reach."
"However, once the Federation takes over the Elemental Dimension and kills the King of Elements, the Lord of the Boundless, the Weave can take the opportunity to use the Elemental Dimension as a springboard to completely erode the entire Astral Realm. At that time, the Weave will inevitably become stronger, and its power will no longer only affect the spellcaster group, but the entire group of Transcendent professionals. In this way, I will definitely have a chance to break through to the Eternity Realm."
"Tell me, would I give up such an opportunity? Would I not go all in and give it my all?"
By the end, even the voice of the Goddess of the Weave was filled with excitement; it was as if she were chanting countless spells at once, like a mad goddess.
The Grand Sage and deans attending the Arcane Council exchanged glances and nodded almost simultaneously, indicating their approval of the words of the Goddess of the Weave, Mystra.
Indeed, from any perspective, the Goddess of the Weave, Mystra, is on their side and there's no way she would betray them.
Just as a person cannot betray their own class.
Are you going to fight yourself?
How is that possible?!
The Goddess of the Weave walked gracefully back to her throne, bowed slightly to the Magic Pioneer beside her to express her respect, and then looked at the God of Wisdom, Angley, opposite her, her purplish-red lips curving into a smile.
Compared to the profound connection between himself and the spellcaster, Angley was far inferior.
She was curious about what reasons the God of Wisdom would use to gain the trust of the Federation leadership.
If he cannot gain the trust of these people, today may be the day of Angley's downfall.
The Adrian Federation could not let this go; someone who knew their greatest secret had left, and she, the Goddess of the Weave, Mystra, would not allow it either.